The Worthy Heir's Charisma

Chapter; 7 The House Of Crown!

"Young master Crown, I finally found you!" The mysterious middle-aged man was a bit agitated as he said those words.

What the... Alex was caught by surprise.

"Um, sir, I think you've mistaken me for someone else. Obviously, I'm not this "Crown" person that you're looking for." Alex forced out a smile as he replied skeptically.

'Why would a wealthy middle-aged man with a bunch of veteran bodyguards call me young master?' Alex shook his head in dismissal. Really, he couldn't wrap his head around it.

However, to Alex's dismay, the middle-aged man kept insisting that he was the young master Crown. Throughout his life, he had never heard of the Crown family or whatnot.

On the side, Bruce, who was observing the interaction between Alex and the middle-aged man, was left baffled.

'Alex is a young master? They must have gone nuts!' Bruce scoffed in his mind.

At that moment, a sudden thought came inside Bruce's head. Then he let out a wild laugh while slapping his thigh. This was hilarious; he was nearly fooled by them!

Bruce stepped forward as he mockingly yelled at Alex. "That's a good one, you prick; is this the old man you hired to play a prank on me?"

If this wasn't BS, then how come the old man was calling Alex, who was a mere employee at the bottom rung of society, a "young master?"

Who didn't know that only those at the top of the food chain could address the heir of a family as "young master"?

"Stop with the act; I'm not buying it." Bruce scoffed, just as he was about to grab the middle-aged man's shoulder to "expose" him.

However, there was something that Bruce failed to recognize: he was within arm's reach of the bodyguard standing beside the mysterious middle age man.

Needless to say, this professional bodyguard, who was a veteran in their job, wouldn't stand still like a statue after seeing such reckless action by Bruce, taunting and attempting to touch the mysterious middle-aged man. They immediately acted and immobilized Bruce, whose expression had become full of horror!

"Argg, let go of me in this instance!" With a flushed face, Bruce cried out; he was terrified. "Help me, g*dammit!"

Bruce was shouting toward his personal lackeys, only to be flabbergasted. At the corner of his eyes, he saw his lackeys, aka bodyguards, who were neither lying on the ground while groaning in pain nor completely unconscious and foaming at their mouths; nobody knew if they were still alive. This just proves their incompetence...

Alex was somewhat confused again and had some fear seeing Bruce being handled roughly by the mysterious middle-aged man's bodyguards.

"Stop, don't hurt him," Alex said to the bodyguards. Actually, he didn't have high hopes that these black-suited bodyguards would follow his order, but to his surprise, these terrifying bodyguards submissively released Bruce without thinking twice, as if it were the most natural thing to do!

Although it might appear hypocritical of him to stop this terrifyingly bulky bodyguard's action, nonetheless, Alex didn't have much of a choice, and he didn't want the problem to escalate any further.

On the other hand, Bruce was frightened but still screamed. "Do you know who I am?"

"My dad is the CEO of the biggest company in this city! Yeah, you heard me right—with just one phone call, none of you would get away with it!" Bruce crazily shouted, and he also didn't forget to add more threats, putting pressure on Alex. 

Upon hearing Bruce's ruthless remarks of what he would do to them, the middle-aged man simply glanced at Bruce with his back straight as a pole; he was as calm as a cucumber!

In his eyes, such a threat was merely child's play; there wasn't a need to listen to the opinion of a sheep in front of a lion.

Not to mention cursing at the young heir—what audacity!

"Young master Crown, we should dispose of this "ant"." The middle-aged man suggested something frightening. 

"N-No, that's not necessary." Alex stuttered while perspiring. If something happened to Bruce... 

'I'm afraid Bruce’s family, who would do something in the future, and more importantly, Bruce's family, is powerful.' Alex thought to himself.

Just then, the mysterious middle-aged man smiled and asked Alex if he was ready to get back to his real home.

"Young master, let's go see your father, the head of the Crown family, he would be delighted to see you!"

Alex was dumbfounded.

What in the world!? There's no way he would believe such words from a man he had just met for a few minutes!

It was like a salesperson was selling him some short story about how he came from a wealthy family and that he was a long-lost young master of a powerful secret clan...

'I'm pretty sure this is how one can get themselves kidnapped.' Alex let out a wry smile. He wasn't that desperate because of a breakup that he would believe an old man's nonsense! What was he, three years old?

While Alex was busy putting up his mental barrier, on the other hand, the mysterious middle-aged man's attention was on Alex, as he just looked at him while shedding tears. He did not expect to still find the young master!

Hearing that and seeing the eyes of the old man who was giving him the creeps, Alex felt goosebumps on his skin.

Alex was growing suspicious. Was this a prank or something? If it was.... Wasn't that going overboard?

It was then that the mysterious middle-aged man let out an embarrassed cough.

"Ahem, young master Crown, I apologize for my late introduction." 

The mysterious middle age man glanced at his bodyguards. Before continuing with his speech.

"I am Alfred Wadsworth, the head butler of the house of Crown. You are the sole heir of the Crown family."

The mysterious middle-aged man, Alfred Wadsworth, together with his bodyguards, did a one hundred eighty-degree bow with a solemn expression as they shouted at the same time, their powerful voice that was full of respect reverberating through the air.

"Young master, Alex Crown!"

Seeing all those burly bodyguards bowing at Alex at the same time, made Bruce and the other onlookers stupefied. They didn't expect they would witness a scene that would only happen on television! 

It is worth mentioning that everything was recorded live by the onlookers. This would make headlines in the media! Questions like "What's the origin of that young man?" would surely appear.

At this particular time, Bruce, who was in a dilemma, suddenly heard a rather familiar voice, causing his eyes to light up. It was because...

"Uncle!" Bruce immediately blurted out at the police officers being led by the bald police chief commander. They entered the vicinity, intending to check on the commotion.

Bruce didn't wait for a second to complain and accused Alex of being the gang leader of some "shady organization", and that he should be arrested for the good of the community.

The police chief knitted his brows together.

"Worry not, master Bruce, I'll get them for you." The police chief said to assure Bruce.

Meanwhile, Alex and Alfred also noticed the police chief commander's arrival, which made Alex nervous. "Don't worry, young master; I'll take care of everything here. Just trust me on this!"

With that, Alex was made to enter the luxurious vehicle with reluctance, he had no choice but to agree as he didn't want to end up in prison again. Also, he didn't have enough cash to bail himself out a second time.

At this moment, the police chief was just about to order his men to apprehend Alex and the others when he suddenly saw a middle-aged man pacing toward him with an aura of authority, who caught him by surprise!

The police chief commander narrowed his eyes as he blurted out. "Who're you?" 

Butler Alfred, instead of replying, made a threat at the police chief, making his face livid in anger, but before he could even lash out, he froze! It was because he saw the diplomat's ID on the middle-aged man's chest.  

"Your wife works at a famous western hospital, right? Be careful on whose side you are, son; otherwise, your children might lose their parents." while saying that Alfred smiled kindly on his face while tightening the chief commander's tie. 

The chief of police's forehead was sweating bullets as he felt suffocated

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"Police Chief Commander, what's wrong?..." Bruce said in puzzlement, but then he saw the middle-aged man walk away, enter the vehicle, and prepare to leave. 

"H-Hey, where are you guys going, you b*stard! Police Chief, stop them!" Bruce gritted his teeth, he still hadn't gotten his revenge. Of course, he would be mad. 

"I'm afraid I cannot do that." The chief commander made an ugly expression as he spoke out.

"Why?" 

"You shouldn't put your nose into it, and your father would also think the same!" The police chief said it with a serious face.

Those foreigners were not someone of his caliber, whom he could afford to offend, not to mention the middle-aged man who had a badge of a foreign diplomat; going against this kind of people would surely jeopardize his position.

Now that he thought about it, it was this son of a **** fault! 

The police chief glared at Bruce begrudgingly. It's because of Bruce's narrow-mindedness that nearly cost him his life! Is this retard blind or what? 

Can't he see that he was scared sh*tless just now? How dare he ask him to go against those foreigners? His brilliant father's genes were wasted on him!

The police chief commander shook his head and walked away, ignoring Bruce, who was left behind with a flushed face. He didn't gain anything, and his legs were groaning on the floor; he couldn't accept it! It was like a hard pill that was hard to swallow.